| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Beasts of Tarzan by Edgar Rice Burroughs: Ugambi, and so rapid had their flight become that they no
longer received word of their pursuers. At the end of canoe
navigation upon the river, they abandoned their canoe and
took to the jungle. Here progress became at once arduous,
slow, and dangerous.
The second day after leaving the Ugambi the baby fell ill
with fever. Anderssen knew what the outcome must be, but
he had not the heart to tell Jane Clayton the truth, for he had
seen that the young woman had come to love the child almost
as passionately as though it had been her own flesh and blood.
As the baby's condition precluded farther advance, Anderssen
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Burning Daylight by Jack London: "I hump his hunch for five thousand just the same," said
MacDonald. "I had the best hand before the draw, and I still
guess I got it."
"Mebbe this is a case where a hunch after the draw is better'n
the hunch before," Kearns remarked; "wherefore duty says, 'Lift
her, Jack, lift her,' and so I lift her another five thousand."
Daylight leaned back in his chair and gazed up at the kerosene
lamps while he computed aloud.
"I was in nine thousand before the draw, and I saw and raised
eleven thousand--that makes thirty. I'm only good for ten more."
He leaned forward and looked at Kearns. "So I call that ten
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Early Short Fiction of Edith Wharton by Edith Wharton: "Now, then--help yourself. And let's hear all about it."
He beamed at Granice over his pipe-bowl, and the latter, lighting
his cigar, said to himself: "Success makes men comfortable, but
it makes them stupid."
Then he turned, and began: "Denver, I want to tell you--"
The clock ticked rhythmically on the mantel-piece. The little
room was gradually filled with drifting blue layers of smoke, and
through them the editor's face came and went like the moon
through a moving sky. Once the hour struck--then the rhythmical
ticking began again. The atmosphere grew denser and heavier, and
beads of perspiration began to roll from Granice's forehead.
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